"Bastard, Yuqiao!" Upon seeing Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao, Tang Jing was extremely agitated. When she approached them, she couldn't help but throw her arms around Ye Yuqiao in a hug.

"You jerk!" Xie Xiaofeng followed behind Tang Jing and came closer, then looked at Chen Hao and asked, "We finally have you back. The Yin and Yang realms have been in great chaos during this period, and since you two were nowhere to be seen, we were worried to death."

"I went to the northern part of Netherworld City for cultivation," Chen Hao explained, looking somewhat ashamed, "I saw the note you left at my home. What's the situation like now?"

After thinking for a moment, Xie Xiaofeng furrowed his brows slightly and said, "You'll understand if you follow us."

After that, Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing took Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao to a village. In the village, there was a household where an elderly grandmother of over eighty had just passed away the night before.

As they approached the household, the sounds of desperate mourning could be heard. Outside the house, separated by a wall, Xie Xiaofeng began to shake the soul-summoning bell.

The sound of this bell is inaudible to ordinary people; only the departing Yin Souls of the dead can sense the Yang Energy Power radiating from the bell when the Onmyoji shakes it.

After a short while, an elderly grandmother with a pale, mournful face walked through the wall of the house.

"Grandma, come with us," Xie Xiaofeng told the grandmother while retracting the bell. Then he took out a Soul-collecting Bottle and sucked the Yin Soul of the grandmother into it.

They soon left the village and hurried to the county hospital in Dao County. Led by a doctor, the four of them arrived outside a delivery room. Inside the room, there was a pregnant woman at 27 weeks gestation, with her due date in two days.

At that time, Xie Xiaofeng took out the Soul-collecting Bottle he had used earlier, then shook the bottle while chanting the Forgetfulness Spell facing it.

After the incantation was complete, Xie Xiaofeng opened the Soul-collecting Bottle and released the grandmother's Yin Soul. Now, under the effect of the Forgetfulness Spell, the grandmother could no longer recall anything from her past.

Xie Xiaofeng took a step forward, placed his hand on the head of the grandmother's Yin Soul, and then cast the Resurrection Technique on her.

Seeing this, Chen Hao was stunned and said, "Xie Xiaofeng, are you going to transfer the Yin Soul of this elderly grandmother into that infant? That's taboo!"

As an Onmyoji, Chen Hao naturally knew the disadvantages and dangers of resurrection and reincarnation.

"Chen Hao, we had no other choice," Tang Jing spoke up, her face somber, "Since the Ghost King closed the Samsara Path, no Yin Souls can reincarnate into these unborn children; hundreds of thousands of lives would just be lost!"

Chen Hao was left speechless. Although he felt angry, he felt even more helpless.

Half an hour later.

Chen Hao, Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing sat on a bench outside the delivery room, anxiously waiting for news just like the other family members nearby.

"Waa, waa, waa!" Finally, the clear cries of the baby rang out, signifying the birth of new life.

Not long after, the door of the delivery room opened, and a nurse emerged holding a newborn baby girl, joyfully announcing, "Congratulations, it's a precious girl."

"Wonderful, Dad, Mom, I have a daughter, I'm a father now!"

Watching a new life bring joy to a family, the four of them had mixed emotions. Although the child had been born, she was destined to face many tribulations and encounter many strange events once she reached adulthood.

"Chen Hao, do you see how happy this family is?" Xie Xiaofeng suddenly spoke up, "If I hadn't done this, what we would have seen would have been a scene of utter despair. Do you understand how important a child is to a family?"

Chen Hao's brows were deeply furrowed as he sighed heavily.

"That's the current situation," Xie Xiaofeng continued, "As Onmyoji, we have to travel around every day, collecting the Yin Souls of those who have died a natural death, and then transferring these souls to unborn babies about to be delivered. It's not just us in Y City; Onmyoji from all over the country are doing the same."

"Who knows when this will end," Tang Jing said with a sigh.

After a moment of silence, a gleam flashed in Chen Hao's eyes as he said, "Only by defeating the Ghost King as soon as possible can the order of the Yin and Yang realms be restored."

A fire ignited in his heart, and he told himself that he had to work even harder to master the Nether King's Power soon.

At noon, after having lunch with Tang Jing and Xie Xiaofeng, Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao returned to the Netherworld.

"Chen Hao," Ye Yuqiao said, clinging to him, "Are you feeling particularly anxious right now?"

Chen Hao nodded and said with a furrowed brow, "Indeed, I'm very anxious. I always feel like it's all because of me that the Ghost King has shut the gates to the Netherworld and the Samsara Path, trying to force me to show myself."

"Here it comes again!" Ye Yuqiao chided softly, "Every time something happens, you always like to take all the responsibility on yourself. The Ghost King's sealing of the Netherworld gates and the Samsara Path must have another purpose."

"But even if he's not doing it because of me, I still have to take on this responsibility," said Chen Hao, looking at Ye Yuqiao, "I have the power, and it was you who granted it to me, so I can't shirk any responsibility. I must train even harder and strive to master the Nether King's Power within half a month, regardless of the cost!"

Hearing this, Ye Yuqiao's face darkened. She nodded slightly, looking down at the snow and ice that was yet to melt.

"Really at any cost?"

"Yes!" Chen Hao said firmly, "Nowadays in the mortal world, there are a lot of new lives that are being reborn through resurrection. If this number keeps growing, I fear that in a decade or so, the mortal world will be thrown into complete chaos."

"I understand," Ye Yuqiao said, her voice getting softer and sadder.

..

Time moved forward another seven days.

Chen Hao continued his day and night training on the prairie to the south of Polar Ice Land. Meanwhile, in the south, within Netherworld City, after three months of recovery, the Ghost King Battalion set out once again, marching toward Wushuang City.

At that time, there was no longer snow that grew thicker by the day, no extreme weather, and no ancient beasts from Polar Ice Land to block the Ghost King's determination to defeat the alliance of the seven major families.

Moreover, compared to the hasty preparations from three months ago, the Ghost King Battalion now was fully prepared, not only with sufficient provisions but also with a significant improvement in their weapons and equipment.

A million Yin Souls worked tirelessly day and night in Hell, casting Nether Iron with Hellfire and infusing Sword Spirits from the malicious spirits in the Eighteen Levels of Hell, forging over a hundred thousand Divine weapons.

Upon learning of the Ghost King Battalion's impending attack, Qian Feng immediately led ninety thousand soldiers back inside Wushuang City.

Within the three months, Zhao Chong had recruited tens of thousands of soldiers.

The nineteen hundred thousand alliance forces of the seven major families vowed to defend Wushuang City to the death!

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